I've written many many poems. Since I was 8-9 I've loved writing them but of course they've changed through time and matured.
Poems is one of my best way to express my feelings or my ideas of a story or something.
either here or there?
Does it pollute my air?
Or is it maybe unfair?
What does it matter to me?
Should I just let it be?
Is it a weight worth moving?
Is it a matter worth solving?
Can I get on with my day?
Or is it too much in the way?
Could I possibly get...
be who you want to be
Cause I know in time you'll see
The things that you want to say
The games that you want to play
That only time will tell
And I know
How that story goes
Yes I know, I know, I know
How that story goes
Cause I wrote the book, my love
Every line and hook...
if you find it silly and crazy and don't understand it....LOL! ;)))
****Silly Fluffy Cats****
Three cats like to play
In a garden - sometimes together,
With their green ball of leather!
Two are white and fluffy
one green and the other
blue-eyed as blue...
growing, but not quite,
Your body matures quicker than your mentality,
You wish for things to stay the same forever but with time, changes occur.
And with each change, comes a price.
A bite of your happiness.
And as your happiness is being chipped, your depression increases to...
sheltering you from the storm. My warmth fades away the pain of the withered night. For I am the castle that made you a sinful promise. To which was broken down, starting from the base to the peak. Until there was nothing left but the remaining mark of loss. Yes, I failed you...
me reckons who s keen who s been
Just go to the fridge get yaself a ridgey didge can or bottle down ya neck full throttle
Get in ya chair or stand I don't care as long as you share it's only fair
Drink one drink two it's up to you but don't bloody drive keep yaself alive
people say im crazy. people say im insane. people say im perverted. but i say whos to blame. crazy trying to fit in.no one taking the blame. obeying a perverted government. now thats insane. politicians take the bribe. hypocrisy in the breeze. priest with young boys. its a...
But it's not your heart
I am targeting
It's something saucier and softer
And as you feel my shaft
find it's mark
Almost piercing you through
right to my fletchings...
A smile escapes your sighing lips
And I string another...
Once the North wind made love with the seaand a tiny little wave soon came to beFather Wind would guide him as he grewHis Mother was the sea he traveled throughand as they brought him closer to the shoreeach day he would grow a little moreand safe within the arms of Mother SeaHe...
where your secrets lay, let me listen to the words you say.
Poem oh poem why do words die? Do they lose meaning or just fade in time?
Poem oh poem please let me know, that the day I shake the reaper's hand, your secret is mine to know.
i could get lost in your eyes, like i could get lost in a maze
Minutes would be hours and hours would be days
I love the way you smile cause it makes your cheeks look so cute
If i had a remote control,i would listen to you all day and put the world on mute
If this love is a race...
stabbing fake supposedly a friend?
No use for liars
No use for my foe...
(Getting tired writing this but I'll keep going)
Manipulated me left me in tears
Took all my secrets & blackmailed my fears
Fake hugs, fake laughs & fakes smiles
Comfort me, enjoying hearing my...
feel like losing myself again
to drive into forgetfulness
back to thoughts, feelings, where i did'nt really care
I am now borded, i feel like coming back to a memory
i would like to loose myself again
To avoid another painful fall.
I look at my room one last time,
Who knew I'd commit such a crime.
I close my eyes, and fade away,
It's not a place I chose to stay.
My pulse, quietly starts to fade,
I didn't die from rope nor blade.
These pills they chose my fate,
And you came...
Whats the use of a heart
When your heart gets broken
Whats the use of breath
When you leave me Breathless
Whats the use of a soul
When your soul gets stolen
Whats the use of Speech
When you never Speak to me
Whats the point of Feelings
When someone disliked you for them
Prepare to launch
Hungry for burgers
Order me some fries I'm sweaty
Juicy fat greasy
Had enough boogers
Toxic stuff my hearts breaking
25 years free burgers
Cruse you McDonalds
I regret those favors
You ruined me
of every other.
Sometimes in my life he visits me and I wave at him.
He waves back and goes away. I like to keep it for a while in this way.
Because we both know that the day we shake hands, I end my life's dance
so i wrote this poem long back ! just sharing with you all :
with lakhs of people travelling
and thousands of passing by
i found myself in the midst
just gazing at the sky
for i need to choose
which road to travel by
making decision was not so hard previously
but this time it...
Every time, all day, all night
All I’m doing is to fight
I’m currently thinking of you
Thinking how can we make this true
I never thought that I’ll feel this
Towards you, feeling such a great bliss
Having you all the time in my side
Can make me survive a big wave and a...
Remaining skin, hair and nails
Decorating moon stream
Time is nothing, soaking in minutes
A glass drop installation
I suppose now
All is eternal, so is from the outside
Within, the hour glass split
I be the pulse, you be the vein
The sweet body of adventure
My eye be the...
IT'S RAINING LOVE ~ Yes Love is all aroundIt's raining Love ~ every sight and every soundFeel the Love fall sweetly to the groundI love it when it's raining Love !It's raining Love ~ it's there for all to seeIt's raining Love ~ it's there for you and meLove is the essence of this...
For i have done this myself. Your lies can no longer break me, i am already broken. Your hands can no longer touch me, i have fallen apart. I no longer need you to push me off the edge im very well capable of that myself.
They do have a side
That no one bothers to know
Gentle as the flutter of a butterfly
Relaxed as a turtle in its shell
Soaking in the sun, like a plant
Teeth sharp as knifes
But ignoring the deers if they were nothing but atoms
Fluffy like the tail of a bunny...
the external world.
But wherever i went,
I carried it with me, inside its curled.
Wanna run away from my being, for who I am,
Wanna run cause I am hurtful, as who I am.
I gave pains, i received some,
Dont know if they still have scars, but i still have the lump.
Lump isn't of...
for any current
i survey my domain
any gust will adjust
any swell, any pulse
what am i?
I dip, I swirl
for fun and hunger
for teaching moments
no animal I've ever met
has ever felt sorry for itself
they just are.
shiningPain in my headwhile lying in bedThinking of youteasing my mindAs the sun slowly declinesFor a dropA tear maybeFalls against my window paneOne after Onethey start to callBut slowly my lovedeceives them allFor you,I was born so calmly and plainAs I washed on a shoreto ease...
Noone to talk tonothing to dowhy am I hereand why aren't you?Nothing to live fornoone who careswhy shall I struggleand how many years? I really don't get ithow can it bethe world has gone crazyor is it just me?
Glass walls, tile floor
Dark garden, iron gate
I can't take this ANYMORE!
Level headed, born in hate
Getting closer is drifting further
se7en gets their crazy 8's
Lost before. Now an Extravert
Step inside. Close the gate
Spill the blood, and pour a glass
which bleed ignorance, aim and fire you do. Countless times to my core. Which shatter before your eyes. But you havnt had enough yet, so you aim once more. For I gave and you took, oh you left me with nothing but my own sorrow which I drown in.
does it feel good
do you not see that a word hits harder
what do you gain,
to see the one you supposedly love in pain
are you any more a man
just because you don't raise a hand.
do you not see the woman
you have turned into a little girl again.
do you think you...
I wrote this when I was 17. I wasn't in the best of states. I had been cutting a week. But soon after I wrote this I got over my life and pulled my-self back together.
The wind combs my hair, the silk of the breeze so smooth.
The sparkles in the night sky, they shine so bright...
I feel... happy that you are always waiting for me,
On the other side of the computer screen..
I feel... delighted when you say to me,
''hi, how are you? I am now free"
"lets chat till you fall asleep ,
i'll help you count all those sheep "....
But that's all about how I feel...
You were there for me so many times
in my darkest days.
But when you had your hill to climb
I slumbered in a haze.
Had I awakened to your need,
Brought a smile to your lips,
You would have known my love for you
Your tension from you slips.
And so you...
will you despair,
Is your heart a hardened stone will you care when your alone,
Life is hard there is no doubt but that's no reason to scream and shout,
The things you do the things you say affect me every single day,
I do my best I really try, I sit alone at night and cry,
Some take whatever steps will work
Some will never make a move,
and will hope or pray that they'll find love.
Some will pounce, others prey
Taking advantage of what they may
Some steer straight while others swerve
Getting more or less than they deserve...
I have this wanting in my heart and confusion in my mind.
The words I’ve left unspoken haunt me all the time.
There are nights I wake crying when I wish that you were near.
To hold me in your arms and kiss away this tear.
Right now my heart is deep...
disabled him inside
The pain from the men he lost
So strong he never cried
Motivated by the love for his country
He's full of pride
He had no right to live in this century
His soul lost in the early days of the war that went world wide
His passion for war remains the same...
and somewhere far above, not exactly from the heavens lives the Angel of Dark Love. With one crack of thunder followed by a flash of light, she enters your heart bearing smiles of delight. Once again I stand before you with arms open wide, a smile upon my lips and tears in my...
I flash back and see
Of a girl crying in a corner,
wishing they didn't scorn her.
Breaking down inside,
looking for a place to hide.
Of a girl always looking down,
averting shameful eyes from their frown.
She's all alone,
without a home...?
Of a girl filled with...
seasons have plans; beasts have patterns, we do what we can.
Some people come and are valued like gold; a few of them leave and let trails run cold.
We both awoke and faced the day; I got to here while you went your way.
Wishes are limited and work does enough; so...